All right, ball a melon. Hey. How come I'm stuck dicing when he gets to ball a melon?

Steve, Sculley is a tough get. Maybe the toughest on our list. What the hell makes you think you can get him?

Scoop, then plop. Say it. Scoop and plop. Say it.

Excuse me. What are we digging for?

Oh, you brain monkeys kill me. Dip away.

Hmm? Well, she spends her whole day scooping. One arm's probably bigger than the other.

We weren't poaching. What else would you call it? You were negotiating with our top clients behind our back.

I told him he could. But why? I told him he could.

Yes. Your Honor, my firm recently fired ten lawyers who were poaching clients.

We've been data-mining Hydra's files. Looks Like a lot of rats didn't go down with the ship.

First, make a little hole. Then I put the seed in and cover it with earth.

You need to bring me something on Walleck. We need to discredit him.

We worked till, I think, I fainted. But we managed to stop the water. We saved the farm.

We've learned more from genetics in the past decade than a century of digging up bones.

Do you realize we almost made it 10 years without that coming up?

Did anybody else just get goose bumps? Great, so just the three of us.

Daddy Pig. You're just in time to help us dig a hole. Yes, of course.

Did no one explain? We are mining for these little chaps. Fairy dust, otherwise known as Pixum.

What? No, I just thought you liked your eggs with the bread with the hole in the middle, a-la me.

When you think about protecting the environment, the last thing that comes to mind is digging a giant coal mine in the middle of pristine ranch land.